"Would you believe me, if i ever told you....... That what you see in broad daylight is no more than a facade..... from what truly lies in the profundity of this haven?"
A tale of two isolated princesses,Luna Simra and her sister...
*Author's Note : Make sure to play the music before beginning to read to aid in the vibes the story exerts and make sure not to keep the volume too high. (And also all credit goes to the artist or artists involved in the music) ************************************
Chapter One "The melodies of a kingdom"
Back in the year 957AS ..... In the prosperous kingdom of Staria Simra, we are taken aback by the beauties and sites that each kingdom in Estora holds... But before us stands one of the most oldest monarchies to ever exist since the birth of this realm. The kingdom was ruled generously by a widowed queen at the time, Queen Isabella Simra of the Crownel Blood, an ancient group of the Deleria Race that precides over the Fourth Throne of the Order. Her reign was flawless and she worked diligently to watch over her kingdom along with her two daughters, Princess Lunacia Simra her first born and Lady Friskella Simra her second, who have never served as a burden to her, but that's not what they thought.... The young princesses were restricted access to the rest of the kingdom and were never allowed to leave the palace grounds on any consent, they were limited to the servants and care takers that came to the palace on scheduled intervals. But lucky for them, the Palace of Staria Simra was an extravagant and open place,
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Each room was more interesting than the other, with long hallways accommodated with velvet-textured carpets, beautiful crystal lighting and stained glass windows to complement the grand flights of stairs. The presence of the soothing nature breeze flooded across every corridor in the place. And above all one of the most towering feature, is the 'Cor Ligno' as said in Hiberna,an ancient tongue in our realm, but it is known as the Heart Tree in simple tongue, that lies amongst the flourishing gardens. A tall, evergreen tree that it the embodiment of a soul belonging to the realm, with its roots branching endlessly underneath every kingdom, giving life to the nature inhabited there. Regardless, the young girls spent their childhood blissfully, it being normal yet different in certain aspects. But there was always a doubt, a curiosity lurking in the back of their minds. A question they could never figure out regardless of their attempts of asking the queen, it still remained in their thoughts, 'Is what she's saying true?'............
*Third Person's view*
One day, Frisk and Luna were enjoying a warm, sunny day under the Cor Ligno, the eldest with her books and the other dozing off with a sketch book in hand. Frisk occasionally has strange revelations or speculations on the reason restricting their freedom and sometimes tends to ask her sister for her thoughts, "Hey sis....... You've thought of it too right? I know I've asked you this countless times. About how mom keeps saying it was father's order to keep us in the palace and that he never enlightened her with the reason to do so? I know you think I'm overthinking the matter but it still bothers me till this day. But don't you tell me you haven't any idea... I know mother tells you a lot of things since you're the heir, but perhaps she might have asked you not to tell me the truth proclaiming that, 'I am too young to handle it'. Please, you know you don't have too..." Luna was visibly annoyed and shut her book with a snap. She had been dealing with Frisk's assumptions for a few years now but not once has she felt this annoyed towards her. Though she kept telling her sister that 'It's probably all for our safety.', at this point even she's not sure what to believe. Regardless, she replied, " Ugh.... Look Frisk I understand your cause but as for the million other times I have told you, she probably has her own reasons to say so, plus she is our queen and it will be disrespectful to demand knowledge on a topic she is unwilling to discuss on... And besides we have no reason to distrust her claims, so I suggest we end this conversation immediately." Frisk was taken aback with her words, though she had her reason she still couldn't give up, "But where has father been all this time? He's never come back to the palace nor has anyone heard from him in years..... Maybe mother knows some thing about that?" Surprisingly Luna had never thought about that ,rather she refused to fill her head with mere assumptions. She nodded her head slightly, "I know what you're saying, we've never asked her about what actually happened to him but.... It wouldn't be right to ask her such a thing, it might upset her in ways we don't know!" "Fine ok... But can we ask her eventually in the morning? Perhaps she might actually tell us something... It really feels like she's keeping us in the dark right?" "Well.... You're not completely wrong... But for now lets not think about that. what do you say we head back inside? I heard there's something special for brunch today *wink*" As Luna said that she got up and began walking back to the palace, her books in hand. And Frisk trailed behind her excited.
*???'s Point of View*
"Hmm me .. mea. * Snicker * Hoc est iens ut exsisto interesting. Mollia cum libet expectare mi nunc tempestivum et luna rectos super oculos tuos...*gently echoing laughs*
